232. Strange weddings

Yunhua Gate, located in Yunhua Mountain, three hundred miles west of Jiaye City, Ye Fei had never been here before, he followed Zhu Wenxian's breath all the way to chase it.

Seeing the banner of Feixian fluttering on the side of Yunhuamen Mountain Gate from a distance, Ye Fei knew that Yunhuamen had also surrendered to Feixian Island.

In the entire Northern Regions, it is impossible for the sect to exist without subjugation, and Feixian Island has passed through the world, and those who do not surrender have been destroyed and exterminated.

The two Yunhuamen disciples stopped in front of Ye Fei and said, "The sect is important, and people stop coming. ”

Ye Fei looked at the two of them, the realm of these two people had already changed twice, which could be regarded as a high-level sect like Yunhuamen.

Ye Fei had heard his father say before that the most powerful person in Yunhua Sect had only transformed into nine transformations, and he had not been in charge of the Transformation God Realm.

The mortal realm can be an elder in Canglan Academy, and there is no doubt that it must be a high-level in this Yunhua Gate, and they should never run to guard the mountain gate, but at this moment, they are just here to guard the mountain gate.

This is very abnormal, just on this point, Ye Fei guessed that the envoy of Feixian Island has not left Yunhua Gate.

Ye Fei didn't want to be embarrassed by these two, so he said, "I don't know if Miss Yunyao of your sect is here?"

"Do you recognize Junior Sister Yun Yao?" asked one of them in surprise as he looked at Ye Fei.

Ye Fei nodded, but the man's face darkened and said, "It's unfortunate that Daoyou came, the little junior sister got married today, but she didn't have time to meet you." ”

"Big wedding? That's just the time to ask for a cup of wine. Ye Fei wondered in his heart, Yun Yao got married, why didn't these two people have any joy on their faces.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm sorry, this door does not accept outsiders. A hint of anger flashed in the eyes of the other person, and he grimaced to chase away the guest.

"What's the matter??, on Yun Yao's big day, as a friend, can't you ask for a cup of wine?" Ye Fei frowned, and a powerful momentum pressed towards the two of them.

He had already reached the Eight Transformations of Transformation, and the two Transformations of Transformation changed color in an instant under the pressure of his momentum.

Ye Fei's momentum was restricted, he just showed his strength a little, and at least let the two of them inform Yun Yao.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm really embarrassed, now Yunhuamen is already in charge of Feixian Island, seeing that you are Yun Yao's friend, we don't want to harm you, you better leave quickly." The man felt Ye Fei's momentum, but he still opened his mouth to persuade.

Ye Fei looked up at the flagpole erected at the gate of the mountain, squinted slightly, and said, "The people from Feixian Island came here with an ironclad porcupine?"

"Yes, what are you doing with this?" the man asked suspiciously.

"That's what I'm here for, Xiao Jiu. Ye Fei shouted softly Jin Xuanjiu, and stepped past the two, the two wanted to stop, but found that their bodies were instantly imprisoned, and they only regained their mobility when Ye Fei walked away.

"How is it possible, he has only transformed into a mortal, how can I have the feeling of facing the Chu Demon?" said one of them staring at Ye Fei's back with impressive eyes.

"Senior brother, be cautious, don't mention the word demon in the future, you have to call Elder Chu. The senior brother beside him reminded in a low voice.

"Hurry up and report to the boss. The two left in a hurry, they did not chase Ye Fei and Ye Xiaomu who were following the main road uphill, but made a flying magic weapon, bypassed Ye Fei, and rushed to a small building in the middle of the mountain.

"Zihua, Zifeng, what are you doing here?" Yun Zhonglong, the head of Yunhua Sect, turned his head expressionlessly to look at the two of them, and then turned his gaze to the second floor of the small building.

The windows in the building were wide open, Yun Yao sat quietly on the dresser by the window, a few maids waited left and right, and there were several girls in the room to accompany her.

"Tell the master, someone broke into the mountain and went to the main hall. Zihua clenched his fists and whispered about the encounter between the mountain gate and Ye Fei.

"Are you saying that if he didn't make a move, you would be imprisoned?" A light shot out of the dragon's eyes, but then it dimmed again.

"What's the use, Feixian Island is too strong, and no one can easily shake it. The dragon in the cloud sighed and entered the small building.

"Dad, am I beautiful today?" Yun Yao forced a smile to herself and turned her head to look at Yun Zhonglong.

"Yao'er, you better run, dad begs you. Yun Zhonglong's tone trembled, he regretted it, he regretted surrendering to Feixian Island.

Yun Yao is a genius that has not been encountered in the entire Yunhua Sect for a hundred years, and he has already reached the realm of transformation at the age of twenty, if there is no accident, it is proper to reach the realm of transforming gods, even if it is a robbery immortal, there is a glimmer of hope.

He has always been proud of this daughter, even if he surrenders to Feixian Island, he is also for his daughter to grow up safely.

But now, Feixian Island is about to ruin his hopes, a hundreds of years old bad old man actually wants to marry his daughter, he knew that today, he should have died in a vigorous battle, and he would not suffer this humiliation.

"Dad, I ran away, what about you, what about the seven hundred disciples of Yunhua Sect? Yun Yao turned her head, tears swirled in her eyes, she walked to the window, holding a jade Ruyi tightly in her hand, looking at the sea of clouds, silent.

"Master, Senior Sister Yun Yao, the auspicious time has arrived. A female disciple whispered with tears in her eyes.

"What are you doing with a sad face, it's my wedding day. Yun Yao turned around and stepped out of the small building, and several maids followed behind her and held the hem of her skirt.

The beautifully dressed flying magic weapon slowly rose into the air and flew towards the central hall of Yunhua Gate.

Except for the obstacles encountered at the mountain gate, Ye Fei had no one to stop him along the way, he followed Zhu Wenxian's breath all the way, and finally came to a very beautifully decorated square.

The figures in the square were blazing, and many disciples of Yunhuamen walked silently towards the main hall on the south side of the square.

In the middle of the square, Zhu Wenxian crawled in a huge cage, looking depressed, but there was no trace of Sun Qiqi.

Unfolding the perception, Sun Qiqi's breath appeared in the south hall, Ye Fei followed the Yunhuamen disciples into the main hall, he and Ye Xiaomu were mixed in the Yunhuamen disciples, and no one paid attention to them.

The person sitting at the top of the middle of the main hall was dressed in a gorgeous red robe, and his realm was as deep as the abyssal sea, at least above the immortals.

There are eight chairs on the left and right sides, and each of them is powerful, and at first glance they are the big guys.

Ye Xiaomu was wearing a silk scarf, blocking the world-slumped face, coupled with a covering necklace, she would selectively forget when she looked at the gods, and the gods in the hall were sitting in danger, not squinting, and no one raised their eyes to look around.

The Yunhua Sect disciple who had his eyes slightly closed and didn't even glance at the Yunhua Sect disciple who had entered, Ye Fei and Ye Xiaomu didn't attract anyone's attention.

Ye Fei found where Sun Qiqi was, she sat on a row of chairs on the left, although she saw Ye Fei, she pretended not to see it, these people were too strong, she was afraid that her slightest move would cause these people to think.

Ye Fei was standing behind Sun Qiqi, and he didn't do it immediately, but instead used the invisible shadow technique to reduce his and Ye Xiaomu's sense of existence.